The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

"Haha, Master Ji, please don't mind these lowly brats who won't fight or obey." The jailer smiled flatteringly and continued to lead Ji Chuan forward.

Along the way, many prisoners who were lingering in the cells on both sides quietly opened their eyes, like eyes lighting up in the dark night, which gave a rather scary feeling.

Ji Chuan glanced at the jailer with interest and joked: "I didn't expect you to be quite powerful here."

The jailer was startled, thinking that he had robbed Master Qianhu of his prestige, and hurriedly said in fear: "Excuse me, sir, but how can I compare with you? As a guard of Qianhu, you are unparalleled in power, but I am just a piece of shit." , incomparable, incomparable..."

As he spoke, the jailer shook his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ji Chuan waved his hand and sighed secretly in his heart. The more he felt that Jin Yiwei's power was amazing, even a thousand households could run around in the capital.

Under normal circumstances, no one dares to provoke him.

This jailer is not an ordinary person. The jailer of the Zhenfu Division has great power. All the prisoners in the Zhao Prison have to pass through his hands, so the room for maneuver is too large.

Even so, when you meet Ji Chuan, you still have to flatter him and try to get closer to him.

Everyone knows that Ji Chuan is at the top of his game in Jinyiwei and there are no secrets in private. Ji Chuan's promotion speed is terrible. This time, he made a mistake and just scratched the commander's itch.

In the future, this Qianhu master will not just rise to prominence, but may even reach the position of governor in the future. How long will it take if he doesn't fawn over him now?

"Take me to see the Shaolin disciples. I will take them away today." Ji Chuan said calmly while walking in the dark prison.

The jailer had obviously received the news a long time ago. When he heard this, he did not show any surprise and said with a flattering smile: "Don't worry, sir. Those Shaolin disciples are all hard-core, but your subordinates are much better than my incompetent subordinates. Those Shaolin disciples are much better." This disciple is better behaved than anyone else now."

Speaking of this, the jailer couldn't help but think of the deaf-mute boy. Although he was thin and weak, he was more ruthless than anyone else.

They were all prison guards and had never seen any torture. However, they still trembled a little and felt a little cold when facing the deaf-mute young man.

Ji Chuan smiled and said nothing. The first seven chapters of the Criminal Shield Technique were all about cruel torture. Compared to the two volumes of the real technique, there were far too many. You can imagine the horror of torture.

It can be said that the torture shield technique is specially designed for cruel officials, and it is actually a weapon for torture and interrogation.

"If that's the case, you can learn from him. I believe you will benefit a lot." Ji Chuan glanced at the jailer and said with a smile.

The jailer was stunned, then nodded and said, "I wonder if Master Ji is willing to give up his love. He can let the young man stay in the prison for a few days and let me study hard, haha."

Ji Chuan didn't care, and agreed: "I'll tell him then. His cultivation level is low now, and you can guide me for me, which will complement each other."

The jailer smiled and said: "Okay, Mr. Ji, we have made an agreement and it is a deal!"

Anyway, the ghost shadow is of no use to him, so it is just right for him to stay in the prison and practice the punishment shield technique.

Therefore, the jailer mentioned that Ji Chuan took advantage of the situation and placed the ghost here, waiting for the day when he would break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly.

The deeper you go into the prison, the more serious the charges become, and the stronger or more powerful you are. Before you get halfway through, you come to a torture room, which looks bloody and heavy.

Ji Chuan glanced towards the depths of the prison, and a ray of light was swallowed up by the dark and deep passage...

"Sir, all the Shaolin disciples are here." At this time, the jailer's voice awakened Ji Chuan's consciousness. He nodded and looked deep into the prison again, then turned and walked into the torture room.

As soon as you enter the torture room, there are all kinds of torture instruments such as finger-twisting, sticks, peeling skin, tongue, broken spine, falling fingers, stabbing the heart, pipa and so on.

"ah……"

There was a slight excitement, and then, a ghost figure dressed in jailer's clothes walked towards Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan smiled and nodded at him, and then looked at the unconscious Shaolin disciples with interest. They were in extremely miserable condition at this time.

The Shaolin monk's robe was already in tatters, his body was dripping with blood, and his face was bruised and swollen. However, these injuries were not fatal, but they just looked miserable.

"Wake them up, I don't have time to waste here." Ji Chuan said to the jailer behind him.

The jailer smiled and said: "Don't worry, sir, I will ensure that they wake up immediately."

After saying that, the jailer picked up a basin of water from the side and threw it on the Shaolin disciple's face.

"ah!"

In an instant, piercing screams resounded throughout the prison, causing the prisoner still in the prison to shrink suddenly and tremble involuntarily.

next moment!

Several Shaolin disciples croaked and slowly opened their eyes. At a glance, they saw Ji Chuan standing in front of them, Wu Zhi's eyes revealing utter hatred.

Except for the painful roar just now, he remained silent and stared at Ji Chuan, as if he wanted to memorize his voice and face so that he would never forget it.

He never scolded Ji Chuan angrily, but just stared at Ji Chuan quietly, his hatred accumulated to the extreme, just waiting for the day when it would explode.

Wu Zhi will never forget what his brothers and sisters have gone through in the past few days. They have to live and die. Sometimes they really want to cut off their own muscles and veins, but the remaining dignity is destroyed by the deaf-mute young man. Almost exhausted.

In the hands of the deaf-mute boy, death seemed to be a luxury wish, unattainable.

Ji Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he saw hatred in Wu Zhi's eyes, utter hatred.

He had no doubt that if Wu Zhi was put back, he would definitely be his enemy in the future.

Ji Chuan has only one way to deal with the enemy, which is to eradicate the enemy.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ji Chuan's mouth, he flicked his fingers, and a wisp of black light penetrated into Wu Zhi's mind with a sound, making no sound.

Only death can reassure him about his enemy. No matter whether it poses a threat to him or not, Ji Chuan will not let him go. He would rather kill someone wrong than let him go.

Just because Wu Zhi can't be killed now doesn't mean he can't be killed in the future. The demon seed is implanted in Wu Zhi's spiritual consciousness, like a time bomb that can detonate whenever he wants.

At this time, Wu Zhi's whole body was blocked, and he was tortured, mentally and physically. It was easy to implant the demon seed, and he didn't notice it at all.

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"Why are you laughing?" Wu Zhi shuddered inexplicably and looked at Ji Chuan and said with hatred.

Ji Chuan smiled strangely, raised his hand and clenched it, then suddenly opened it, and made a silent 'bang' movement with his lips, which made Wuzhi's pupils shrink suddenly, and he felt a sense of crisis in his heart, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Ji Chuan smiled and said, "Let's go, you are free."

Wu Zhi didn't show any happy expression, because he really couldn't be happy. The smile just now cast a shadow on his heart.

Later, Ji Chuan took Wu Zhi and several other Shaolin disciples out of the dark prison.

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